Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

Looking at Fang Zhiya, who stood before him in high heels, revealing her smooth and beautiful legs, Li Zhiyan said softly.

As he spoke, he gently placed his hand on Aunt Fang\'s beautiful legs.

Aunt Fang\'s legs were indeed very beautiful.

"Mm..."

Although Fang Zhiya felt shy, she had promised Li Zhiyan and there was no way she could go back on her word.

"Aunt Fang, please sit over there, I\'ll stand. It\'s just right."

Fang Zhiya simply nodded lightly.

After that, she fulfilled her promise.

...

After Li Zhiyan left, Fang Zhiya\'s heart was still thumping wildly, unable to calm down.

She had actually fulfilled the agreement completely; her chin still felt a bit hot, how embarrassing.

She was such a shameless woman, involved with an 18-year-old youth like Li Zhiyan.

Lately, they had been entangled, and their relationship became increasingly indescribable.

If she hadn\'t been divorced, she really didn\'t know how she would face her husband.

"Xiao Yan..."

"Auntie is really starting to love you more and more."

Suddenly, Fang Zhiya thought of her own son, a thorough scoundrel who had deceived her, something she could never forget.

"Don\'t think so much."

Lying on the cool mat, looking at the high heels on her feet, Fang Zhiya felt that many aspects of herself that she hadn\'t dared to contemplate before were being steadily unearthed by Li Zhiyan.

Like today, wearing a short skirt and high heels to help Li Zhiyan.

Such things were unimaginable to her before.

"What else will this child want me to do?"

Deeply traditional inside, Fang Zhiya felt her values being slowly peeled back by Li Zhiyan, and somewhere in her heart, she was somewhat expectant.

...

The next day, as Li Zhiyan played games in the internet cafe, his thoughts kept drifting back to previous events.

"Brother Yan, school starts the day after tomorrow, huh?"

"Our good days are almost at an end."

The old Li Shiyu always looked forward to the start of the school year, but now he was immersed in the joy of being the manager and didn\'t want to go back to school.

"You just don\'t want to let go of your days as the manager."

"Look at you lacking ambition, just enjoy your university life."

"University life is great, don\'t worry."

Li Shiyu took a gulp of iced cola.

"Brother Yan, keep in touch on QQ, once university starts, there might not be as much time."

"Come on, our schools are less than a kilometer apart."

"We can still play games together on Sundays, stop talking, log in."

At that moment, Li Zhiyan\'s thoughts turned to Su Mengchen and Shen Rongfei.

In his past life at this stage, he hadn\'t yet met Su Mengchen; this time was a bit ahead of schedule.

Thinking of Su Mengchen with her limp, Li Zhiyan\'s heart ached.

This time, he would take care of her no matter what.

And then there was his future mother-in-law Shen Rongfei...

He must take good care of his mother-in-law and show her his utmost filial piety.

In Li Zhiyan\'s memory, his mother-in-law always liked to wear red clothes, favoring a red cheongsam or red T-shirt in the summer.

In the autumn and winter, she preferred to wear a red woolen coat.

The word "glamorous" seemed tailor-made for her.

What really lingered in Li Zhiyan\'s memory was that his mother-in-law had a deep fetish for black stockings.

No matter the occasion, she would wear black stockings that rose above mid-thigh or even up to her waist.

With a beauty resembling the star Zeng Li, a D+ figure, and the pairing of black stockings and high heels, countless people were infatuated with her.

Even though his mother-in-law was married, she still had innumerable admirers.

However, her husband, after having a son with another woman in an affair, abandoned Aunt Shen and Mengchen.

"I will make him go away..."

"I will protect my mother-in-law and wife."

Li Zhiyan thought to himself.

Also, he had to help Su Mengchen regain her confidence; he was very aware of how her beauty-envying classmates kept taunting her as \'cripple\' behind her back, letting her hear it on purpose, inflicting great harm on her.

During the subsequent gaming session, Li Zhiyan was somewhat distracted.

Thinking about the upcoming school year, he felt quite uneasy.

"Brother Yan, I feel like you\'re a bit distracted."

"Something on your mind?"

"No, it\'s nothing."

"Let\'s play the game, don\'t worry, when Sunday rolls around and I\'m free, I\'ll still come find you to play games."

After saying this, Li Shiyu nodded earnestly.

In his heart, he recognized no other brother but Li Zhiyan.

In the afternoon, Li Zhiyan slowly came back to his senses, his mind filled with a longing for stockings.

"Why not ask Aunt Fang to wear black stockings for me to admire."

"But..."

After thinking it over, Li Zhiyan felt he should take things step by step.

To some women, black stockings were something that only a certain kind of women would wear.

A traditional woman like Aunt Fang probably thought the same way.

Of course, in reality, there\'s nothing wrong with wearing black stockings; his mother-in-law, for example, was crazy about them.

But such notions in people\'s minds were beyond Li Zhiyan\'s control...

After some thought, perhaps flesh-toned stockings would be more acceptable.